The beans are very sad today as Uncle Orlando died this morning. He was having seizures because his kidneys had stopped working properly, so Ginny the vet had to help him to the Bridge.
We only met Uncle Orlando a few times as he was still getting used to us living here. We are sad that we didn’t get to know him very well. You can read more about Uncle Orlando on Scott’s blog.
Hi efurrybody – Oliver here!
Yesterday was Christmouse Day! Ruby and I spent the day playing wif the Beans, snoozing, wrassling wif each other and watching the turkey being roasted. It sure smelt nice but we weren’t sure about trying some – we prefer our tins of stinky goodness.
This is me playing wif the feathers on a stick – they’re aren’t many feathers left on it anymore as it’s one of Ruby’s favourite toys and she’s ripped most of them off. I am very proud of my big fluffy paws, by the way.
Here’s Ruby trying to fight me off from getting the feathers!
It was a little strange yesterday as the Beans put us in our travelling cage and took us upstairs to visit wif Uncle Orlando. It was the furst time we’d ever seen each other. Orlando didn’t seem to mind us but I was a bit uncertain so I did my best growly sound to show him I’m big and strong. The problem was, when we got back downstairs Ruby must have thought I was growling at her, so she got mad at me and arched her back and showed me her fangs. Maybe she didn’t like seeing my aggressive macho side. We’re OK now though and still the best of friends that a bruvfur and sisfur can be!
Today we met the dreaded whirry-suck-noise machine that Scott ran all over our floor. It sucked away all of the lovely mess we’ve been making. We hid for a while and then the whirry-suck-noise machine went away. Then Scott put us on the scales – Ruby weighs about 1500 grams and I’m a bit bigger at 1800 grams.
This is us relaxing in our igloo.
People say we look alike but we are completely different!